Monthly Archives: July 2013

It felt good to be taking a country stroll with clothes on this time. He followed a creek that led out to an inlet. In the distance he could see the ocean waves. Below the paved trail he was on, … Continue reading →

Felix landed on Max’s lap just as he tensed to get up. His white equipment fluids and blood were leaking out of his missing back half. Dr. Floyd gave him a sour look. “Secure him to my work bench. Take … Continue reading →

Despite the slippery soapy feeling as he landed into an urban park, Max held onto Felix firmly and gently. In the light of late morning Max could see the calico fur and vertically slit green irises tinted golden in the … Continue reading →

Max drew a long sip of cool lemonade. The feel of home spun Amish clothing felt funny, but welcome. He rocked a bit and eyed his gray-haired host sitting in a matching wooden rocker on the shady porch. She wore … Continue reading →

Another rectangle on the back side of the midget Victorian house looked big enough to open. Judging from the worn spot on the paint of the trim that ran through the middle of it, that was the handle. The cart … Continue reading →